Sah
The forest never sleeps and the wolf never dies
Sah's brow furrowed as the wind changed directions. At his cue, his companions moved into action alongside Boreal. Lilly's silver coloring helped her to blend in as she circled the herd from the opposite side of her dragon friend, trapping the luxere between two pale shadows. Pad, however, did the opposite. The black wolf came out of the direction opposite of the two humans, finishing the encirclement. Lips peeled back in a snarl, he stalked forward, trying to drive the herd to run. Whichever direction they chose, there'd be a dragon, wolf, or human to ambush them.
Sah called upon his magic, letting it spark beneath his skin, ready to use at a moment's notice. One of his hands settled onto the hilt of his sword as well.
